She removed her gown and panties and then stretched out on the bed. The sheets were cool against her overheated flesh. She was missing her lover badly tonight, wanting him very badly as well. She ached to feel his body against hers, skin sliding against skin. She lay very still, dreaming of being with him, finally being able to touch and taste and tease. The...
It's a balmy August night in the city, the kind where you try getting away with as little clothing as possible. The air conditioning in the restaurant is going full-blast, and I can see your nipples harden through your barely-there sundress, a series of goose bumps forming along your perfect, alabaster skin. Because we are waiting for the guest you've invite...
This is the third story in the "Husband's Co-Worker" series. You do not need to read the others to enjoy this one, but the other stories may provide some context. ============== I entered my driveway, I realized that shopping took a little longer than I expected. I found shopping distracting this morning. Still, as long as no additional complications ar...
When Elaine started college she always knew she wanted to be a psychologist. In fact she loved sex so much she thought she could major in adult sexual psychology. She thought everyone deserved good healthy sex. Throughout her time in college she practiced and interned with a prominent psychologist in the city who taught her many different techniques for help...
Dear Mr. Right, I don't know you yet, I haven't found you, but I wanted to tell you about some of the things I hope we can experience together. Forgive me if my writing is sporadic and unrealistic. As you will know, by the time and/or if I let you read this, I am limited in my experience, so I may not fully know what is and isn't possible. As you know, you...
Kerry slid the glass door open and looked out into the pouring rain. She could hardly see the fence on either side of her yard, much less the house to the rear. She felt like playing in the rain but she wanted to play her own way. She wanted to do something wild and crazy. She was tired of being dull, drab, and boring. She stripped the baggy old sweatshirt...
The name is Stephen Hillman. I'm a big and tall young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And quite frankly this is the world according to me. People are what they are and there isn't much anyone can do about it. Seriously. I am forthrightly bisexual. Not much I can do about it but accept it. A lot of gay and bisexual people hide what th...
Swallowing his load that is redolent of bleach and egg whites, I turn and slowly crawl back up the length of his body leaving a trail of wet kisses in my wake. My tongue darts at a nipple and I laugh when he twists away from the sensation, signaling that his nerves remain overloaded, frazzled by the electric charge that has just ripped through him. I lay whe...
Before I met Kat, I never viewed museums as sexual. Now I can't walk into one without getting an erection. It was a simple enough place, a small two story house of historical significance, run by a small foundation. I was just killing time. I had a meeting in a few hours and nothing to do in the meantime. I was walking the streets and noticed the museum. It...
First let me start by saying thank you to all those who sent me feedback pertaining to my last how to story. It is greatly appreciated. This how to story will be a continuation of my last how to story which for those of you who did not get a chance to read was about how to know what women want. For the guys that have not seen the first part of this I’m here...